Bloody Bandages

Miriam had finally removed the cloth from her hand, wincing as she took it off.The cut had finally stopped bleeding, and she didn't need the cloth anymore. She simply washed her hand in the sink before she threw the cloth in the bin. Looking at the cut it looked a lot better, but it had obviously been a deep cut. She cursed herself for being so stupid.It still hurt, but as long as she didn't put pressure on it, she was sure she could manage to use it normally.

Thomas had decided to get some water from the Kitchen to replenish the blood he loss from earlier.When he walked in, he almost dropped the bloody mug in his hand.Standing before him was the topless girl from before. He blushed at the thought and cleared his throat."Hi..." He watched her unbandaged her hand. Noticing the location and type of cut she had, he decided to ask, "Are you by any chance the one who made the devil's trap by the main door?"

She rolled her eyes at the boy's awkwardness when he entered. Had he never seen breasts before?"I might be," she answered to his question, letting her hand drop to her side when she noticed he was staring at her cut.She wondered why he cared, anyone could have made one, it was just to copy the drawing from the paper they had been given. It really didn't matter how precise it was and any idiot could draw a circle. It had only been a coincidence that she had been the first to do it.

Thomas stared at her a bit too long before speaking.He wasn't sure if she really was the one who made it but something told him she was."Well if you are, I just want to say thanks for taking the iniative. It was a smart kind of action." He decided to stop talking.Was he annoying her? He got a cup from the cabinet and filled it with water from the sink.

"Anyone would've done the same if I hadn't beat them to it," she said and shrugged as if it was nothing before she looked at him. Then she remembered she had finally gotten her hands on a waterbottle and was quick to dip it in the holy water.She smirked, thinking of how much fun she could have torturing Rin the next time they met. Not to think of how she had already stolen two of his weapons. She had tons to mock him about, and she was almost looking forward to seeing him again.

Thomas smiled to himself. He wasn't so sure anyone would with all their grieving and fear and curiosity.But he decided to keep that to himself and took a gulp of water."Well because of your trap, I tried to make one." He watched as she filled her waterbottle with holy water."I tried putting on the ceiling above yours. I didn't make it right, though. It was fortunate that this hunter woman told me so before any demons came.Thing is, I copied your trap exactly so maybe you should also check yours?"

She sent him a sideways glare, was he honestly blaming her for his own mistakes?"Mine worked perfectly fine ye-" she started, but cut herself short when a realization him her."Hunter woman?" she asked, almost interested now. All the people she had seen in the rectory had been frightened, scared, their faces full of grief. Never could she imagine a hunter be like that, and the suspicion quickly hit her.

Thomas frowned at her glare and prepared himself for her backlash when she asked about the female hunter."She calls herself Falcon. Proteus found her injured and brought her here," he explained but stopped short when he saw the look on her face. "O shit. You think she could've be a demon?"He really hoped not. She was actually nice and seemed like she could be a big asset in their survival.IF she was human, that is.

"Of course she cou-!" she started to yell at him, but stopped herself once again."Please tell me..." she sighed. "That you at least tested her," she said, her facial expressions and voice suggesting she was doing her very best to keep calm and not yell at him, even if it was hard for her. Were they complete idiots?

Thomas flinched when she started yelling.He stared blankly at the ground as she sighed.He hated the feeling of being an idiot and when she asked him if he tested the (hopefully not a demon) woman, his frown deepened, sending out the answer to her question, clearly."I... sorry..." How was he supposed to have tested her? Or even known? She was hurting and freaked at the blood on the.. floor...He gaped with wide eyes. If she was supposed to be a hunter, why would she freak out about blood?! She was covered in it!"Shit, shit! Father Frollo is in danger! She went to go see him!"

Miriam rubbed her temples, staying far calmer than Thomas. They needed to think, not panic, that would lead them nowhere."Frollo can deal with her," she said flatly, trusting him enough to do so. Frollo had taught them all they knew, and so she didn't doubt he was by far stronger than the rest of the humans, and not stupid enough to let her trick him."Next time," she said grabbing her waterbottle and putting it in her bag. "You test them with holy water. Or salt. Or iron."She said it as if it should have been the most obvious thing to do, and it should have.If they weren't all idiot.. she thought to herself, getting the feeling they would all die eventually if they kept that up.

Thomas nodded and took some deep breaths.She's right. He was the one who told us about the demons after all and he was prepared for something like this.He sighed. "Ok." No iron and no holy water.. guess that leaves salt...He glanced at his bag, nervously.

"We need to fix your trap," she said after thinking about it a little, concluding this was the most reasonable thing to do.She started walking towards the hallway before he had even replied, throwing her bag over her shoulder and grabbing the blade as she walked.